Letters of Lydia Maria Child, with a biographical introduction by John G. Whittier and an appendix by Wendell Phillips.

LETTERS. 103
Still on the lips of all we question,
The finger of God's silence lies;
Will the lost hands in ours be folded?
Will the shut eyelids ever rise?
0 friend, no proof beyond this yearning,
This outreach of our hearts, we need;
God will not mock the hope he giveth,
No love he prompts shall vainly plead.
Tbhen let us stretch our hands in darkness,
And call our loved ones o'er and o'er;
Some day their arms shall close about us,
And tilhe old voices speak once more.
No dreary splendors wait our coming
Where rapt ghost sits from ghost apart;
Homeward we go to Heaven's thanksgiving,
The harvest gathering of the heart.
CORRESPONDENCE BEIT WEEN MRS. CHILD, JOHN
BROWN, AND GOVERNOR WISE AND MRS. MASON
OF VIRGINIA.
TO GOVERNOR HENRY A. WISE.
WAYLAND, Mass., October 26, 1859.
GOVERNOR WISE, — I have heard that you were a
man of chllivallous sentiments, and I know you were
opposed to the iniquitous attempt to force upon Kansas a Constitution abhorrent to the moral sense of
her people. Relying upon these indications of honor
and justice in your character, I venture to ask a favor
of you. Inclosed is a letter to Captain John Brown.